Jessica and Trent Part 3
by MagnusMagneto (MagnusMagneto23)
Commissioned by Zentoul of Deviantart
Originally Published: October 4, 2012
Just as promised, Trent and Jessica’s vehicles were both fully repaired by Monday. Trent had already paid in advance for the repairs of the two vehicles before Jessica had any say in the matter. Both young adults found themselves dredging through their daily routines, each of them afraid to call the other too often out of fear of coming off as clingy. Fortunately, Trent found himself able to focus on his work better than last week, and was able to meet up with his personal trainer consistently. After seeing Jessica perform so many push ups, he wanted to be in at least a little better physical condition before seeing her again. He was making slow, but steady progress, showing a little bit of visible change by the week’s end.
Meanwhile, Jessica found herself fighting off what seemed like swarms of men over her newly formed butt and bust. Of course, Jessica’s new clothes certainly didn’t help in that department. The young woman was feeling supremely confident with her new body and filled her wardrobe with outfits that were either highly form fitting or revealing. Luckily for Trent, none of the men chasing after Jessica quite had his charm.
Jessica’s powerful body granted her seemingly endless energy, allowing her to tear through her work at blistering speed and even take on extra. She knew for sure that if she kept doing more than her quota there would be bonuses in store for her, and maybe even a promotion at some point. Of course, she could only dream of making as much money as Trent, but progress was progress.
While Jessica didn’t change physically since her last transformation, she was making progress in martial arts at a breakneck pace. Her reflexes had sharpened considerably, and memorizing long and complicated katas became trivially easy. Several advanced moves that previously challenged her provided no problem at all. In fact, over the course of the week she had quickly become the best fighter in her class and the senseis of the dojo unanimously agreed she urgently needed an upgrade to first degree brown belt, only one level below the fabled black.
The newly formed couple agreed to meet up for a movie and dinner on Friday. Jessica had taken to walking everywhere with her incredible legs, as had Trent in an attempt to continue training. Before being seated they hugged, kissed and exchanged greetings. Trent was grateful to be around Jessica again. Just her presence, her ‘aura’ if you will, filled him with warmth. Likewise, Jessica was excited to be around Trent. Simply being around her made her feel happy, energetic… as if she had the capability to do anything, to reach any potential.
The young Asian woman wore a sleeveless dress similar, but not identical, to the one she wore the previous week. While she was fairly toned back then, now she had noticeable muscles that popped with every tiny motion; not to mention her bust had increased significantly since their first meeting. Not only had her body visibly changed, but her face seemed… more attractive. It was hard for Trent to pinpoint it exactly.
Jessica couldn’t help but notice Trent’s wandering eyes. “Like what you see?” she asked, intentionally putting her hands behind her head to fix her hair, causing her biceps to flare out. “Don’t be shy…” she continued, intentionally leaning back, pushing her chest forward. While Jessica was always pretty attractive, she never had assets like these to flaunt, making the whole experience even more enjoyable for her.
Trent nodded, paying mind to not allow himself to become fully aroused by Jessica’s display. Jessica attracted a few onlookers and cut her show short. “More of this later.” she teasingly assured him, as she put her arms down.
“So… what you said last time… that you like my muscles… is that true?” Jessica asked, turning a shade pink.
“Absolutely. I mean, I liked you before, but I can’t help but feel even more attracted now…” Trent admitted.
“What if I kept getting bigger and more muscular…?”
“Then you’d be even hotter” Trent answered. “Not that you need to be any hotter!” he quickly interjected. “What I mean is…”
Jessica giggled and interrupted him. “I understand silly. Relax. So, let’s say that this kept going… you wouldn’t feel emasculated?”
“Maybe a little… I guess I’d be worried that you wouldn’t be attracted to me if you were stronger.” Trent admitted.
“Trent… you’re a good looking guy, but I like you for you. Besides, I got more than my fill of domineering men growing up in my household.”
Trent couldn’t help but feel reassured, perhaps better connected, and Jessica felt a swell of energy form within her. Right before his very eyes, Jessica’ shoulders and traps popped out a bit. He performed a double take and wrote himself off as merely seeing things. He wasn’t.
After finishing their meals, the couple decided to walk over to the movie theater – after all it was only a few blocks away. Despite it being a cold December evening, Jessica didn’t feel chilly whatsoever in her sleeveless dress. In fact, as soon as Trent started to lead her by the small of her back, she felt extremely warm. Trent couldn’t help but slightly group her well defined back through the soft fabric of her dress. As his fingers caressed contours of her back, he felt more attraction, and if he didn’t doubt himself, he could swear that over the course of their walk, her back grew even more solid.
The theater was nearly empty, allowing the couple to easily grab seats that granted a decent degree of privacy once the lights went out. Trent fondly put his arm around Jessica and couldn’t help but slightly dig his fingers into her well defined arm. He particularly enjoyed feeling the crevices between her shoulder and upper arm. Occasionally Jessica flexed a bit, knowing that Trent loved it. About an hour into the film, Jessica grew bored and started to discreetly fondle Trent a bit. He immediately became aroused and with little effort released. As Trent ejaculated, Jessica felt a massive rush of energy. Immediately, every muscle in her body thickened a bit, and her breasts expanded about half of a cup. By the end of the movie, her dress started to feel extremely tight.
After the film they decided to walk back to Trent’s apartment, where Jessica would stay the night. As they walked back, Jessica felt compelled to mention what was going on. “You can see it, can’t you?”
“Huh?”
“My muscles.” She said, performing a quick double bicep pose. “They grew…” she said, flexing them a few times for emphasis. They definitely had.
“Yeah.” was all Trent could muster. Deep down he had known it all along. He wasn’t sure how to feel about it. He was extremely attracted to it, but it was still bizarre that his newly-found girlfriend was literally growing stronger than him before his very eyes.
“I’m also a lot taller than I ever have been.”
She was right. With her heels on, she came up to Trent’s nose. At the car crash, she barely came up to his chest.
“I hope I never stop growing!” Jessica announced with a giggle. “I’d love to be the biggest, strongest woman – nay, human alive!”
Trent let out a nervous laugh. As sexy as Jessica’s growth was, he worried that it might endanger their newly formed relationship.
It was only 10 PM or so when they reached Trent’s apartment, far too early to go to sleep. As Trent took his coat off, Jessica couldn’t help but marvel at how luxurious his place was. After taking her heels off, Jessica started looking around like a curious child. Beautifully furnished with top of the line appliances and electronics of every type, it was the kind of dwelling that the young woman could only dream of.
Jessica spotted a pull up bar hanging from the bathroom ceiling and made her way over to it. She jumped up, grabbed it, and started to perform pull ups. Trent’s eyes grew wide as he saw her pump out repetition after repetition. Effortlessly she performed dozens of repetitions. She noticed Trent gawking.
“I never realized I was so good at these!” she exclaimed with a massive grin.
Trent could only perform a handful of pull ups on a good day. For some reason, watching Jessica effortlessly do something he struggled with was… downright sexy. As much as he dreaded the inevitable realization that she was in absurdly better shape than him, he couldn’t help but egg on this performance.
“Maybe you should try using only one hand.” Trent responded with a smile.
Jessica nodded, and without letting go, held on with only her right hand and proceeded to pull herself up with only that arm. Even though she could do regular pull ups with ease, Trent was unsure if she could do the same with only one arm. She seemed to have some difficulty with the first few repetitions. Suddenly, right before his very eyes, Jessica’s entire upper body swelled up in symmetry to meet the task. With her newly minted biceps, Jessica easily completed three dozen one handed pull ups before getting bored.
“Even those were too easy.” she said before dropping down to the ground. Her upper body wasn’t the only thing that grew; her breasts were practically bursting out of her dress. “Oh god…” Jessica muttered. “I’m going to take off this dress, alright?”
Trent nodded.
Jessica started to take the dress off, but it was stuck on her chest. She continued to struggle with it until she accidentally ripped it wide open like tissue paper. “Ooops… Such a nice dress too. Oh well.” she said, proceeding to rip the rest of it off like saran wrap. “Ah, that feels much better.” Jessica sighed with relief at her body’s newfound freedom. Adorning only an extremely tight, low-cut tank top and form fitting panties, her magnificent body was fully on display.
“Damn, check me out!” Jessica exclaimed with a grin, looking herself over.
“Good lord…” Trent quietly said, making his way over to her. He ran his fingers across her powerfully built six pack. A week ago she had some defined abs, but now each individual muscle must have stuck out an entire inch. She must had grown even taller – even barefoot she came up to his nose now.
“I’ve got an idea! Let’s arm-wrestle!” Jessica cheerfully exclaimed, making her way over to a nearby table.
Trent wasn’t particularly fond of the idea, but he didn’t want to straight out reject her challenge. He made his way over and sat down across from Jessica. As the couple locked hands, Trent couldn’t help but feel a chill run down his spine; Jessica’s biceps were absolutely bursting with power.
“Ready?” Jessica asked, absolutely beaming with joy at the current situation.
Trent nodded and the two of them started. At first they were neck and neck, struggling to gain dominance of the match. After a few moments, Trent was able to gain the upper hand and slowly bring Jessica down. A wave of relief washed over him.
“Oooh, I’m almost as strong as you!” Jessica exclaimed. “Ya know, wouldn’t it be kind of hot if I were stronger than you?”
“Well…” Trent started. He had to admit, it would be pretty hot.
“Just think about it. These sexy arms of mine…” Jessica flexed her arms for emphasis “Growing stronger all the time…” she flexed a few more times, her arms peaking ever so slightly.
Trent couldn’t help but feel aroused at her display. As Trent felt aroused to Jessica’s musculature, her muscles started growing in response.
“Mmmmmm” she exclaimed in pleasure as her entire upper body expanded. At least two inches of sheer muscle appeared around her arms, giving her 15 inch biceps a softball like appearance. Her breasts grew to at least D-cups held up plate armor like pectorals. “That feels much better… Ready for the rematch?” Jessica asked with a frisky tone of voice as she placed her arm in the ready position.
Trent gulped. His pride was about to be shattered, but deep down he knew he’d enjoy every moment of it. They locked hands and started. Trent pushed with all of his might and was unable to budge her whatsoever. He pushed and pushed, but was unable to gain an inch of ground.
Jessica let out playful yawn and teasingly admired the fingernails on her free hand. “Why not try using two arms tough guy?”
Trent accepted her challenge and grabbed Jessica’s hand with both of his. He had some trouble at first, but managed to start pushing her down. Something was off though. Defeating her like this… just wasn’t… fun. He started thinking of how wild it would have been for Jessica to win this match, and right before his very eyes her muscles started swelling up. Another two inches of muscle appeared, turning her biceps from softballs into cannonballs.
Jessica grinned deeply and easily brought both of Trent’s hands down with her own. “That was amazing!” she yelled out, standing up and flexing in triumph.
Trent let out a gasp – even from where he was sitting he could see that she was easily a couple inches taller than him now.
“Time for some real fun!” she exclaimed as she moved over, scooped him up right into her arms and carried him into his bedroom.
– To be continued.
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